Other than that, nothing huge is going on. Happy that it's Friday, but I guess that goes without saying. Not so thrilled with the rain, but I'm less thrilled with the weather report for tomorrow which suggests that Saturday at Great America will be a cold, rainy affair.
Yesterday on my lunchbreak I went to Borders to pick up the new issue of 2600. You may remember the trials and tribulations of my last purchase of that magazine. Thursday's experience was more entertaining:
Clerk: Are you gonna do anything illegal with that magazine?I gave her a membership form and told her to drop by the Fortress this afternoon. I hate to say it, but I hope she fails the aptitude test because that means they'll throw her in the moat, and I really want to see the feeding of the new aquatic robot cows.
Me: Probably not.
Clerk: Just checking. My boss wants me to ask for ID when we sell 2600, but you look more like a tech guy than a criminal.
Me: I dunno... Us criminals don't all look like George Clooney and Brad Pitt.
Clerk: Oh, are you like, part of the International Brotherhood of Bad Guys?
Clerk: (In a hushed whisper) Are they recruiting?